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Grian and Scar fanart!
#artists on tumblr#artblr#grian fanart#hermitcraft fanart#hermitcraft#fanart#gtws fanart#hermitcraft season nine#hermitcraft season seven
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MOAR DOODLIES HEHEHE
And the one Im most proud of is
Which one is your favourite? :D
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I had a thought
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Well, guess tumblr gets him first because insta’s down (lol)
So I saw IbisPaints newest tutorial and was like “man I HAVE to try that style out.” And while I was making it I thought what if I combined the stained glass art tutorial with this style?
Subsequently the natural thought process would be who to draw and the answer to that was our local chaotic bird man Grian. And since he’s a Skrunkly in my head, I made him a Skrunkly in my art as well. What do you think of this style? :D
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Hi! I love your writing
Could you do something like the villain finding out his nemesis hero is member of his nearly extinct (fantasy?) species?
Like the villain thought he was the last of his kin?
"You..." The villain's eyes widened. "You're..."
Between wearing either heavy make-up and coloured contacts in his civilian guise, or his hero mask when he wasn't, the hero could usually pass as human.
Unfortunately, his mask rested utterly useless in the villain's hands and he hadn't had time to do a full face before rushing out the door. The inhumanity of him was thus blatantly visible beneath the villain's devouring gaze.
"A monster?" the hero snapped. "That's rich coming from you, you-"
The villain reached up and, with the careful press of a button, his own mask slid away.
The hero froze.
The hero stared.
The whole world, and all that he was fighting for dropped away as his heart leapt and his mouth went dry and it felt like every atom in his body hummed with recognition.
The villain's eyes were the same purple shade as his own - a dark orchid-esque colour that humans couldn't quite filter properly and had no entirely accurate name for. The line of his cheek had the same glimmer of scales, though the villain's were a shimmering pearl compared to the hero's blue. He hadn't filed his teeth down to blend in like the hero had either. They were carnivore-sharp.
Dragon. In his more humanoid form, certainly, but a dragon nonetheless.
Just like the hero.
Several key facts slid into place.
"Oh," the hero said, breathless. The old language suddenly felt ready and perched on his tongue like a waterfall. He swallowed it down.
"I thought I was the only one left."
The hero's brain churned, as he struggled to compute the astounding evidence in front of him. Because he couldn't - the villain couldn't - except he obviously was.
Had he been stealing for his hoard?
"I thought I was alone," the villain said. "Are there others?!"
Mutely, dumbstruck, the hero shook his head.
He'd thought he was alone too. For so long, so very very long, he'd thought he was the only one left. And now - now. The hero scrambled belatedly to his feet, with a groan of pain. He could feel panic rising. Panic and hope and fury and longing.
The villain closed the gap in an instant, as if scared the hero might run. He curled one hand around the front of the hero's suit to hold him in place, pinning him back against the wall with a matching strength that suddenly made so much more sense. The wall behind them gave an ominous shudder.
His stare raked over the hero's body, like he could slip beneath his clothes and perform a full catalogue or history, before snapping back to the hero's mouth. His teeth.
"What did they do to you?"
"They didn't do anything. I -" There were too many questions, it was too big. The hero had no idea where to start. He reached out to grab his mask back from the villain.
The villain hurled it aside, well out of the way. His freshly-freed hand gripped the hero's wrist. Tight. Possessive.
"Why are you protecting humans?" the villain sounded somewhere between bewildered and livid. "What's wrong with you?"
The hero bristled, the fury clearing his head a little bit too. "What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You nearly torched half of London, are you insane?"
"They hunted us. I thought I was the only one left. Are you -"
The villain swore in old tongue. Fire-tongue, though the hero had guessed that much.
He could practically feel the heat rising off the villain, sudden and foreboding. His instincts swerved this way and that; torn between the violence of enmity, of every vicious memory they shared, and all the sheer longings of a home he'd thought lost forever.
Before he'd even fully realised it, he'd reached out, palm searching the villain's chest in turn, finding his heartbeat. Slow. Much slower than a human's could ever be.
Dragon, dragon, dragon.
Kin.
The same.
His.
"Oh, god," the hero said.
"You even sound like them," the villain said, tone not quite kind enough to be wonder. "I really thought you were human. What did they do to you?"
"They didn't do anything! Just - shut up. For one second, just shut up. I need to think. Because you - you're - oh god."
There were many arguments the hero could have made, never mind that the whole point of a secret identity was to fit in, but all he could focus on was the enormity of it.
He wasn't alone.
They weren't alone.
He didn't have to be alone.
The villain's hands moved up to his face, clutching his jaw, cradling him. The purple of his eyes began to deepen to flame.
"Come with me," he said, fully switching to the old tongue. "We shouldn't be fighting each other. You're young - you must be young if you're on their side - we'll talk. You'll tell me everything."
The worst person the hero knew was the only one who could possibly begin to understand.
It was all too much.
The hero ripped himself free, and bolted.
#dragons#writing#story#short story#fantasy#hero x villain#villains and heroes#heroes and villains#villain x hero#not mine#the-modern-typewriter
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Snippet #15
Those sparkly eyes.
“Oh.”
Those luscious lips.
“My.”
And that smug grin as [Villain] kissed the precious diamond necklace?
“God!”
[Hero] fell for it- hook, line and sinker. Their eyes lit up, an expression of finding an oasis on their face.
“Someone! Stop [Hero]!” Their best friend yelled out from the crowd, knowing full well how batshit crazy [Hero] was for these kinds of people. Unfortunately for them, their voice was drowned in the chaos of the crowd and they were swept away. A noble sacrifice.
They could only watch with desperate eyes as [Hero] teleported right in front of [Villain] and kneeled. [Vilain] flinched hard at the sudden arrival.
“My beloved!” Their loud voice boomed, making the mass look up all at once to see them present some bloody roses, half wilted, to [Villain], “Grant me the chance to pursue you, my moon!”
As the entire crowd gasped collectively, the light headed friend noticed a broken display and vase next to them.
“Ah it’s hopeless.” They gave up with a tear and a smile before their surroundings turned black.
[Villain] hadn’t moved for a good few seconds. A hue of red rushed up their neck and they fidgeted, “W-Well, I’m flattered… but I’ve only recently started this job-?!” They were pulled into [Hero’s] arms mid-sentence and squeezed hungrily.
[Hero] felt them go still, only their rapidly beating hearts moving. [Hero] felt a joy seeping into their bones and moved their head closer to [Villain’s] ear, “Come to my place tonight?”
A million words galloped across the meadows in [villain’s] head, most of which involved color never witnessed before. They harshly pushed [Hero] away, blushing, and made a run for it.
“What is wrong with this person?!”
[Hero] licked their lips. They liked a good challenge.
“Oh? So you wanna play tag with me?”Throwing their poor hero warrant to the stampede below, they vanished from the podium to chase after their newfound obsession.
The crowd vaguely heard [Villain] scream and all went quiet.
#hero x villain#villain x hero#hero#villain#my writing#writing snippet#snippet#heroes and villains#posessive hero#newbie villain#and then they get married
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Can also work as a prompt~
Snippet #14
CW: Chase scene(?)
The footsteps were getting closer. So close that [Villain] feared they wouldn’t be able to hide in time.
“Darling~ Where did you go?” The unsettling voice echoed in the corridor, far too close for comfort.
[Villain] frantically looked around for a door, a closet- anything.
Thump, Thump, Thump-
Their heart raced, as they grabbed the nearest handle and yanked it open.
“Eek!” [Hero] gasped as [Villain] smushed themselves into the tiny cupboard, “What are you-?”
[Villain] covered their mouth and frowned at them. “Be quiet you fool!” They whisper-shouted. [Hero] hiccuped, looking wronged.
“Bae?” [Superhero’s] irritated voice resounded in the corridor yet again. [Hero] and [Villain] looked at each other, terrified.
“I heard your voice! I know you are here… somewhere…” The voice trailed off as it approached the door. [Superhero] grimaced at the red ribbon spilling out from the gap in the doors. Well, guess I found [Hero], they thought with a strange sense of disappointment.
Meanwhile, the two in the cupboard were scared stiff.
Then, [Hero] gave [Villain] a teary look that the latter knew all too well.
“OH HELL NO.” [Villain] shrieked, and the door slammed open.
Before [Superhero] could do anything further, a trembling [Hero] was shoved into their arms and [Villain] took the chance to dash away.
“COME BACK HERE THIS INSTANT.” [Hero’s] idol yelled and chased after their lover. [Hero] was left behind, confused.
Ah? So they’re dating?
#villain x hero#hero x villain#hero#villain#my writing#writing snippet#snippet#heroes and villains#chase#superhero x villain#villain x superhero#prompt maybe#writing prompt
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Found a draft from way back in May :0
Snippet #13
CW: Character death, Manipulation
And yet… I was always lonely.
The line the young hero had read from their friend’s diary suddenly flashed through their mind as they saw Villain’s grip on superhero’s neck tighten. Expressionless, solitary with tears streaming down their cheeks- Eyes like poppies in a snowfield that refused to blink.
Realisation dawned, horror painted across their face- they reached out but yet again, they were too slow. Superhero was dead.
Somehow they couldn’t bring themself to stop. Like unlike poles of magnets meeting, Hero was drawn to them, the insulation between them gave way and finally! Finally Hero was able to reach Villain.
They remembered everything. The restrictions Superhero placed on them had vanished and their lover… oh! Their poor lover who had waited countless nights for their return- who’s hopes had turned into mellow poisoned wine on their next meeting. They had so much to say. So much to do with them. But their shirt was damp with a whimpering Villain clutching onto them for dear life and they knew, they’d have to wait.
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Snippet #12
No CW, just wholesome
There was something off about [Hero], but [Villain] couldn’t put their finger on it.
[Hero] had always been that genre of shy and pure person that makes people want to squish their cheeks until they were reduced to tears- however, they had somehow become even more squishable over the past few days. [Villain] narrowed their silver eyes as they pulled on the two rosy pieces of flesh and hummed, thinking.
[Hero’s] watery doe-like eyes looked down at them, “mwehhhh?????”
“Shhh. Im thinking.” The world’s most notorious businessman says in their gorgeous low voice. It makes [Hero] squirm.
“Maybe…” [Villain] pulled [Hero] forward toward them until their noses were just shy of touching each other, “ you found yourself a lover?”
[Villain] saw those pools of hazel blink rapidly in panic, those tortured cheeks turning more ruddier by the second and that hitched breath speeding up. They had hit the jackpot.
[Hero] watched, flustered, as a mischievous smile bloomed on that beautiful face. Suddenly the person under them seemed too bright for the world, they even sparkled.
[Villain] couldn’t help themselves from teasing when those eyes left theirs, “oho, so my little birdie has gone and found someone to serenade huh?”
OMGTOOCLOSETOOCLOSETOOCLOSE-
A hand pulled down the avoiding chin. Brown eyes were forced to meet amethyst ones and [Hero] knew the gig was up.
[Villain] chuckled, having read their mind.
“Well my sweet little Angel, aren’t you going to say it out aloud?” They gently hugged the feathery half-beast in front of them.
[Hero] buried their face under their white feathers and shrunk into [Villain’s] arms, whispering with soft embarrassment, “I love you.”
[Villain] gave a soft chuckle,“I love you too my precious jewel.”
#hero x villain#villain x hero#hero#villain#writing snippet#snippet#heroes and villains#my writing#fluff#and then villain robbed hero of their wallet and life savings#sudden angst#supers#superheros#supervillains
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Snippet #11
No warnings, just wholesome
[Hero]’s gaze flickered doubtfully between [Henchman] and [Sidekick], “why are you guys looking at each other like that?”
Awkward silence burdened the room, each person becoming less and less willing to speak.
Perhaps it was time to say goodbye.
“I should go-“ [Sidekick] muttered as they teleported out of the room to escape.
[Henchman] was left to face the music alone.
“Well?” [Hero] urged them on. [Henchman] bit their lips nervously.
“Um… oh- uhh-“ They peeked at [Hero’s] innocent expression and immediately lost their courage. Their hand shook and the letter that they had been gripping for dear life gracefully fluttered down, landing right at [Hero’s] feet.
“Huh? What’s that?”
[Henchman], who used every bit of their remaining willpower to stop themself from screaming in embarrassment, said with a feigned calmness, “Just something I have to give my boss-“
“But its a love letter addressed to me?” [Hero] tilted their head slightly in confusion and made as if to see the letter hidden behind [Henchman] again. [Henchman] shed many many tears in their heart.
Despite the turbulence in their heart, [Henchman] calmly said, “You saw wrong.”
[Hero] raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. [Henchman] met their gaze straight on and pretended that they didn’t know about [Hero’s] clairvoyant abilities.
[Hero] sighed and went for the door, brushing shoulders with [Henchman] who wished they could melt into the earth at that moment. At the last second they paused and pulled the letter from their pursuer’s stiff hands, “You know, if this is a letter from you, I accept.”
[Henchman] whipped their head around in disbelief, “huh?!”
But [Hero] had vanished along with their letter.
#hero x henchman#henchman x hero#hero#villain#hero x villain#villain x hero#henchman#sidekick#writing snippet#snippet#my writing#confession
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Unlikely Love
"Sir, with all due respect, they're a villain."
"You don't have to be so formal." Superhero lounges on the sofa of his office. He sighs longingly. "And they're a supervillain. Isn't that much better?"
Sidekick's expression remains blank. "Most people would say the opposite."
"I'm not most people."
A mutter, low enough for Superhero to know it isn't meant for his ears. "I can see that."
Superhero shoots up, staring at the sidekick guarding the door. He whistles. "Who knew you had this sarcastic side to you?"
Sidekick freezes, and a flush rises to their cheeks. It's adorable, and Superhero can't help but tease them.
"Tell me who's got such influence on you," he coos. "Do you have a partner?"
The red grows more pronounced. "No," they stubbornly deny.
Superhero pouts then brightens, leaning forward. "Is it Supervillain's sidekick?"
"Henchman," Sidekick corrects. As soon as it comes out of their mouth, they seem to realise they've implicated themselves.
"You've got a crush," Superhero says gleefully.
Sidekick stays silent, their face a dark crimson. Superhero notices they don't refute the statement. But before he can probe more, there is a knock on the door.
Sidekick opens it and immediately stills, expression returning to its usual blank slate.
Superhero tries to see who can have such an effect on their sidekick, until he hears them say, "Henchman."
A mischievous grin stretches itself on Superhero's face, something that Sidekick picks up on as they throw a disapproving look his way.
Sidekick lets Henchman in.
"Sir," they greet Superhero. They toss a package his way. "From my boss."
"Oooh!" Superhero exclaims, immediately tearing into it. Secretly, he is listening to Henchman and Sidekick's conversation.
"I have something for you, too," Henchman says. There's a crinkle of paper as Sidekick receives it.
"Supervillain sent me something?" they try to confirm.
"It's...from me."
A long silence, long enough for Superhero to peek over the couch to see what's happening.
Sidekick is fixated on the box in their hands, not even paying attention to the giver. Henchman's face starts to twist into confusion, and hurt peeks through.
"Do you not like it? I'll take it back--"
"No!" Sidekick hugs the package tightly. Their expression morphs into mortification. "Th-thank you!" they squeak before running out of the room.
Superhero blinks after them, and has to hold back his 'aww'. He has an even harder time holding it back when he sees Henchman's face; eyes warm, face softened in a lovestruck daze.
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Hero rescued villain, and brought them into their house, villain offers to pay for their expenses living at the house before leaving. And hero’s heart breaks. Because they can’t explain it to villain on how many levels he’s wrong. Also make it gay.
The villain’s gaze wouldn’t rest. His eyes jumped from spot to spot on the carpet and the hero had almost thought — nearly feared — there were stains on it. But no, embarrassment never reached him but instead, his mind filled with questions.
Eventually, the villain let out an insincere chuckle and scratched the back of his neck. Nervousness had followed him ever since the hero had taken him to his place.
“Funny thing, though. I actually only have like ninety dollars in my bank account,” the villain said, avoiding eye contact at all costs.
The hero raised his eyebrows as the gears in his brain turned and turned. Despite the villain’s unpredictability, he felt relatively safe with him in his own house.
The villain could be very calm when he needed to be but the restlessness was undoubtedly related to the nervousness. Maybe that was the embarrassment the hero had searched for. Maybe the villain was embarrassed.
Oh god, was the hero being awkward again?
“What do you mean?” he asked. He tilted his head and observed the villain’s fidgety fingers. Long and slim fingers that had little wounds cut into them here and there. Proof of the villain’s imperfections. Proof of the villain’s mortality. Of their vulnerability.
“I don’t know if that’s enough. I’ll be gone by tomorrow, don’t worry. I don’t know how much you want from me.” The hero felt stupid for not knowing what the villain was talking about. For a moment, he accused himself of staring too much, of admiring too much. But he only allowed those thoughts for mere seconds.
“Huh?”
The villain looked up, looking weaker than ever sitting right there on the hero’s bed. A tired face of hunted prey. Sometimes he looked angelic, the hero thought. And other times, he looked like an angel that had fallen from heaven.
But it was all the same. He looked tortured, haunted, in every minute of his life.
And didn’t the hero just want to be that person who could change that? The one and only who could take all the weight from the villain’s shoulders and all his worries from him?
He knew he wasn’t that. But, hell, he craved to help the villain. Craved to be a hero, truly a hero, for once and save someone from drowning.
“I mean, I will obviously not be staying here for free. But I’m short on money right now and…” He inhaled deeply and made an involuntarily weak sound.
“Wait,” the hero said. He shook his head slightly and repeated the villain’s words in his head. “You want to pay for staying here?”
“…yes.”
His heart crumbled a bit. Losing both his hideouts with all his equipment was probably bad enough but then feeling like he had to pay the hero to stay here…
“I don’t want your money,” the hero said.
“What do you want then?”
A fraction of you. A taste.
“Nothing,” the hero said. Now he was the one who avoided eye contact. He tried to clean his mind. The villain was easy on the eyes, brilliantly easy but this wasn’t the right moment. The hero and his little crush had been going hand in hand for months now and slowly, it was driving him mad. Whenever the villain looked defeated or needy, the hero’s knees got weak.
Stupid timing.
“I don’t want anything from you,” he said again. “You’re a guest in my home and not someone who booked a hotel room.”
“Are you sure?” the villain asked softly. “I could get more money from elsewhere.”
The hero blushed, simply because the villain’s voice had gone this soft.
Horrible timing.
“Just tell me what you want me to make for dinner and we’re square.” The hero turned around quickly so the villain wouldn’t notice his spreading blush. “I’ll check on you later if that’s alright…”
When he had calmed his racing heart, he decided to make lots of dessert for the villain. No one should mistake kindness for a debt.
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Blind or blinded: Pt 2
Part 1
It was not a date. Not in the conventional sense, at least. Rather, a business meeting.
They decided to get a coffee to avoid suspicions. After all, two adults sitting in a book cafè without any coffee or books would look weird, right? So, while Hero ordered their coffees, Villain browsed the bookshelves, picking a random book for them to have on the table.
After their disaster of a blind date, they spent two hours each lecturing Anita on the horrible mistake she had made by setting them up. She apologised, of course. Even though the knowing smile never left her eyes.
They met two days later to discuss the results of the ‘educational work’ only to conclude that their friend didn’t seem sorry, not in the slightest. Both knew they had to retaliate in some way as punishment. This led to the third meeting, in which they designed a plan and the fourth, in which they might have celebrated the successful implementation of said plan.
The fifth time they had come across each other was more of an accident. One that ended up with them on a rooftop, talking over politics and agreeing that the mayor needed some jail time.
Villain stops for a second, hand mid-air in front of the shelf. This was the sixth time they were meeting outside of the usual Hero vs Villain dynamic, and they hadn’t killed each other. In fact, they were able to communicate quite well.
They notice Hero is back at their table and walk over, a heavy folio in hand. The smell of cinnamon and caramel hits their nostrils, earning a satisfied yet puzzled smirk. "You know my order?“
Why can’t you just smile at me? Hero wants to ask. Instead, they run their fingertips over the cover of the book handed to them. “You know my favourite book?"
Villain shakes their head, accepting the rules of the game. Uncomfortable questions with no answers, it is, then. Will you go out with me for real?
"What did you want to discuss?” They opt for the safer option, taking a sip of their drink. The sweet taste warms their tongue. Hero mirrors the action, drinking their double espresso, no sugar. Villain thinks only absolute lunatics can drink something so sharp and bitter with such a sweet fucking smile. Quite fitting.
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Snippet #10
Continued from snippet #2
[Hero’s] breath hitched as their vehicle hit the curb.
[Supervillain] was right there behind them!
“You wouldn’t dare…” [Hero] muttered weakly.
“Oh, but I do dare!” [Supervillain] gave [Hero] their devilishly charming smile before pressing down on their controller and making [Hero] fall all the way to last place with a Red Shell.
“AHAHAHAHAHA- Eat that [Hero]!” [Villain] yelled joyously as they passed the other in the game.
“Babe you better win! Or I will take [Hero] up on their offer to go to New Zealand!” [Superhero] grumbled as they took down [Supervillain] with them.
“HEY!!” [Supervillain] protested as they fell to third place.
“Serves you right!” [Hero] huffed as they overtook their lover for the second time.
Seeing that they were in last place now, [Supervillain] made a last ditch effort, “Hey pet! If you win I’ll dock your pay check!”
A controller was set carefully on the ground followed by the modest voice of [Villain] saying, “Please don’t.”
“BABE WHY DID YOU LISTEN TO THEM???” [Superhero] screeched, losing their focus and hitting a curb.
The race ended with [Hero] in first, [Superhero] in second and [Supervillain] in third.
Looking at the results, [Superhero] gnashed their teeth and grabbed [Supervillain] by their collar, “You didn’t play fair!”
[Hero] pulled their lover behind them, “Hey, hands off.”
[Supervillain] gave [Hero] a peck on the forehead and leaned on them.
“Hey, it’s not my fault that they care about money more than you.”
[Superhero] whipped their head around to look at [Villain] who violently shook their head in denial, looking at [Hero] pleadingly for help.
[Hero] looked up at [Supervillain], “Honey wasn’t that-“ they pointed at [Villain], “-the one who laughed at me a few minutes ago when you betrayed me?”
“Indeed they are!” [Supervillain] chuckled as they threw their subordinate under the bus. They then whispered something into [Hero’s] ear that sent a heavy blush up the other’s face.
“S-s-so!” [Hero] loudly stuttered as they pulled their lover out of the room, “w-we’re going to my pl- I MEAN OFFICE- WE ARE GOING TO MY OFFICE! For… work! Yes, work!”
[Villain] watched as the two of them backstabbed them and ran away, not being given a chance to interject. They slowly turned their head toward a fuming [Superhero].
‘Oh lord- I’m going to struggle getting out of this one.’
#hero x villain#villain x hero#my writing#writeblr#an attempt at writing#hero#villain#writing snippet#supervillain x hero#hero x supervillain#villain x superhero#superhero x villain#double date
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